Self Reflection

I’ll look down, I’ll look away

Won’t say a word, what can I say?

Was going to let my heart feel the pain

But I ran out of room

Every window is closed

Every room is locked

Every emotion is empty and cold

 

I’ll look down, I’ll look away

I ran out of time to be afraid

Was going to let you in

But I can’t let those touch me when they only break

Tears frozen over

Tire of crying over the same ending

 

Used to feel everything, now I feel nothing

It’s safer this way, it’s safer to keep running

Doors open just to close again

People come and go

People love with what is pretend

Was going to care about how you feel

but nothing you showed me was real

 

I’ll look down, I’ll look away

I used to fight for them to stay

I used to get so heartbroken

But now I just don’t have the time or space

It’s not your fault, I’m just tired of temporary

I’m tired of people not meaning what they say

Stay in my life, or leave if you know you’ll leave one day

 

There’s no way to describe it

I cut the strings that people hang from

And I watch them fall through darkness

I watch them become what I used to love

Some things are meant to be, no time for dwelling

Vulnerable doesn’t mean fragile or easy to break

There’s nothing there for them to take

 

I have too much love in me to waste

I have too much to say to be ignored

Used to think it was a mess I made

Used to blame myself for another’s mistakes

Life is too beautiful to live so carefully

sometimes it's you that you have to save

Reviews

[Michael (Letters and Li..]

Wow Athena. This poem is amazing. Your writing is incredible. You have a gift for language. It's brilliant how you craft each line with the right wording so that it's filled with so much emotion. Your phrasing is just phenomenal.

I loved so many lines in here and there were so many that spoke to me and how I currently feel. You're such a relatable writer.

"I used to fight for them to stay" - This was my favorite of all the lines though. It's so hard to make connections with people sometimes and it's even harder to let them go when they have to. We all fight for people to stay and for things to stay the same. I can relate all too well. But I also know that feeling you portrayed so beautifully here. That exhaustion that comes with holding onto something you can't control. And then you finally let go and stop fighting.

A beautiful poem. I will remember these lines for a long time. You're an amazing writer.